The Growth of Friendship (standard:poetry, 598 words)
Author: PoetryGyrl2003	Added: Feb 04 2002	Views/Reads: 3366/2239	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A long, but touching poem about what it is like to grow up, and grow away from your best friend.

We met in the eighth grade 

Both misfits, and both new 

Yet, I knew that first day 

That I would fall in love with you. 

I did everything I could to get to know you 

But at first, you were so shy 

I wanted you to open up to me 

Without even knowing why. 

Finally, you spoke to me 

In that beautiful way you do 

And we made plans to meet again, 

Hopefully, real soon. 

Your house was close to mine, 

But to us children, it was too far 

Neither of us had a bike 

And we couldn't drive a car. 

But we managed with what we had 

With parents who helped along the way 

And our friendship blossomed strong and true 

Which it still stands today. 

We have had our rough times 

Like so many other friends 

But we talked it over, we figured it out 

And we didn't want it to end. 

Sometimes people came between us 

Or else they would sure try 

But I can't blame that all on them: 

My jealousy was sky high. 

We are older now, 

And we aren't so insecure 

We have grown into our minds 

And we are a lot more mature. 

I can still remember some silly fights 

That brought us to tears 

Because we couldn't put aside our problems 

And listen to each others fears. 

Some fights were ridiculous 

They had no merit at all 


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